So there I was, having a little in-journal chat with Dementor Delta about HP conferences and traveling and the like, and she said (mostly tongue in cheek) "I figure I've got to get all this stuff in before Book 7 comes out and ruins the series for me!" - and so...I wrote a quick little bit of commentfic touching on five ways the HP Series won't be ruined for Snarry Fans. :)

Five Ways
by Beth H
(c) 3 November 2006

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Way #1

Slowly, he picked his way through the rubble of what had once been the Ministry of Magic until he found a familiar looking archway, now lying flat and cracked on the floor. Cautiously, Harry reached down and lifted the shimmering veil.

"About damned time, Potter," rasped Severus Snape, as he crawled up through the fallen archway.

Harry blinked. "What about...Sirius?"

"Your idiot godfather's right behind me. Now get out of my way so that...why are you staring at me with that fatuous expression on your face?"

"You're.... Bloody hell, Snape: you're gorgeous!"

Severus blinked, then blushed. "Ah. Yes, well...hmm...the masking glamour must have worn off while I've been dead, I suppose."

"So," Harry said, kicking at the dusty floor with one trainer-clad foot. "Do you have any plans for tonight?"

"Plans?" said Severus. "What plans could I have? I've been dead for months."

"Oh, right."

"I'm not saying no, Potter."

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Way #2

"Are you sure this is going to work, Mr. Jigger?"

"Of course it will, Harry. Between my potions skill and the help of the team of American doctors who've secretly been conducting independent cloning trials, I believe we've come up with a simple method of providing your boyf...this inferi with a never-ending supply of this specially formulated dietary supplement, developed specifically for his special needs.

"Braaaaaaaaains!" said Severus Snape, as he reached for the oddly-flavored scones.

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Way #3

"But...I saw that curse hit you!" Harry said in disbelief. "You should be...dead!"

"I am," said Severus.

"But...."

"Undead, to be precise."

Harry frowned. "But the Headmaster said you weren't a vampire."

"Oh, Harry," Albus said, popping out from his very clever hiding place. "There were so many secrets I couldn't share with you."